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Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Well yesterday was horrible! Mommy & Daddy loaded me up in the car and took me to the vet guy. The desk lady asked Mommy what kind of dog I was, so Mommy told her I was a puggle, the desk lady looked at my Mommy like she was retarded, and told my Mommy that she has never heard of a puggle and my Mommy said, "okay, well he is a beagle/pug mix." But that desk lady still had her ugly face on, then she asked my Mommy what my name was and my Mommy told her "Eduardo." The desk lady looked at my Mommy like she cursed at her. So my Mommy spelled it very slowly, "E-D-U-A-R-D-O". After the desk lady incident was over I went back to see the vet guy. Mommy was still a little mad with the desk lady. But it was okay she just figured the desk lady was having a bad day. Anyway, the first thing the vet guy says to my Mommy & Daddy is, "So he still has all he's boy parts..." No 'hey nice to meet you', 'what's your name?' nothing like that, just starts talking about my junk! My Mommy isn't sure what to say when the question comes up about fixing me. It was a yes when she got me and my brother Cleatus, but now that we don't have Cleatus anymore Mommy kinda wants me to have a son & then she's thinks no, there are plenty of dogs out there we could go & adopt one instead but she still doesn't want me to get fixed. Then again she doesn't really want any other dog but me. But back to the vet guy. After that he told Mommy & Daddy that I was a handsome fella & he grabbed a wrinkle and the back of my neck & without warning to anyone, shot me with two needles back to back it happened so fast! Then out of no where he was making me drink some medicine and my Mommy looked so distressed because she didn't know what was going on. Then it was over! The vet guy explained every thing to Mommy & Daddy & we left. However, all of that stuff was very traumatic and I got carsick & threw up on Mommy, she didn't mind, Daddy was upset, Mommy just rubbed my tummy & kissed my ears. I was sleepy we we got home though so I took a nap.

My new rabies shot tag, now I can join the squirrel patrol with Rusty!

28 comments:

Oh Poor guy!I hope you are feeling better soon!We have switched vets a few times and now we go to a vet thats a bit more expensive and out of the way, but he loves my doggies and he will answer any question I have. Its a bit of a search but I am sure you will end up with someone you like.

I am sorry that desk lady was rude...My mum would have told her a thing or two or three...heheAnywaz back to the vet...lol...I still got my junk too. Mum isn't sure what to do about my junk either. Luckily you don't have to go back for a whole year...stay away from the vet at all cost.Deetzy

Definitely don't go back! There are 3 vets where I go. I like the young lady best. She spends about 5 minutes just getting to know her client (not the human) before doing anything else. There are a lot of vets around--keep trying them out till you find one who treats you with respect! I hope your mom will be okay. We'll be thinking of her! Thanks for snuggling for my mom. She gets a little better each day.

Eduardo, I canNOT believe your mom gives you kisses after you've eaten a spider! Even MY mom won't kiss me after I eat a spider 'cause she's afraid I have spider guts on my lips or that a leg will poke out of my mouth when she kisses me! Just the thought of it gives her the wim-wams!

Poor Eduardo! I totally understand about wanting to keep "the junk". I still have all my parts. My bro Ozzie isn't so lucky though. He had surgery earlier this year and while they were fixing and "adding" other things they took those parts away...Sorry you had such a lousy trip to the vet. Hope you totally recooperated!Rocky

Poor Eduardo. First, your vet guy needs some new table side manners. Second, his desk lady needs a new attitude. Third, your grandma Shirley is obviously a woman of high quality and taste if she said I am the most beautiful pug she has ever seen. I like her a lot.My coat is a very glossy black, do you get that from the photos mom is taking of me? Just need to know, to look my best for you.